Your Honor
In my book all the parts about you were written in red
Piece them together as a ransom note or instructions in bed
You made a document of all the lies that I've ever said
You keep it in your wallet all to remind yourself of precedent
It would be your honor if we met again
I'm pleading irrelevance
They'll speak ill me when I'm put to death
In hushed tones and reverence
I'll make a list of all the reasons why you said you left
And submit it as evidence
I throw myself on the mercy of your heart
We've been in recess too long, may I approach the bench?
You said that my last letter was a life sentence
I gave you the Kama Sutra as a wedding present
Folded into origami, with the Tibetan Book of the Dead
It would be your honor if we met again
I'm pleading irrelevance
They'll speak ill me when I'm put to death
In hushed tones and reverence
I'll make a list of all the reasons why you said you left
And submit it as evidence
I throw myself on the mercy of your heart
Let me make a plea to come in your chamber again
You dismissed my case during oral arguments
It was a huge relief when you went through my briefs
You wanted a fair verdict, I just wanted released
It would be your honor if we met again
I'm pleading irrelevance
They'll speak ill me when I'm put to death
In hushed tones and reverence
I'll make a list of all the reasons why you said you left
And submit it as evidence
I throw myself on the mercy of your heart
Piece them together as a ransom note or instructions in bed
You made a document of all the lies that I've ever said
You keep it in your wallet all to remind yourself of precedent
It would be your honor if we met again
I'm pleading irrelevance
They'll speak ill me when I'm put to death
In hushed tones and reverence
I'll make a list of all the reasons why you said you left
And submit it as evidence
I throw myself on the mercy of your heart
We've been in recess too long, may I approach the bench?
You said that my last letter was a life sentence
I gave you the Kama Sutra as a wedding present
Folded into origami, with the Tibetan Book of the Dead
It would be your honor if we met again
I'm pleading irrelevance
They'll speak ill me when I'm put to death
In hushed tones and reverence
I'll make a list of all the reasons why you said you left
And submit it as evidence
I throw myself on the mercy of your heart
Let me make a plea to come in your chamber again
You dismissed my case during oral arguments
It was a huge relief when you went through my briefs
You wanted a fair verdict, I just wanted released
It would be your honor if we met again
I'm pleading irrelevance
They'll speak ill me when I'm put to death
In hushed tones and reverence
I'll make a list of all the reasons why you said you left
And submit it as evidence
I throw myself on the mercy of your heart
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